The number one spendthrift woman in the capital actually brings glory to her entire family?

"No, I swear I haven't been attracted to those women. I'm telling the truth, I swear!"

"Get lost! Who believes you? You're the most untrustworthy person ever! Let me tell you, Princess Jiu is a very good girl. Don't lose sight of the bigger picture!"

Tang Jingyao spoke earnestly.

“Hua’er isn’t a watermelon! Besides, I know she’s a very good girl, and she’s always been very kind to me, always caring and loving…”

"Then you still don't know how lucky you are? With the Ninth Princess's talent and beauty, there are hardly any like her in the entire Dayong and even the Fengyun Continent. She is like a beautiful flower stuck on a pile of cow dung. It's like a huge pie fell from the sky and hit you in the face!"

"Yes, it hit me so hard I saw stars! What kind of ridiculous analogy is that? I'm supposed to be a handsome and dashing young man, what cow dung?"

Sikong Jin glared at Tang Jingyao.

"If you dare to betray the Ninth Princess, you're nothing but a pile of shit!"

"Go to hell! If I'm... you know... then you're a dung beetle!"

"Sikong Jin, how dare you curse me in private?"

"You're openly insulting me! And you call yourself a Grand Secretary? You have absolutely no manners!"

"I'm trying to reason with you. Is that thing around your neck filled with water? Sikong Jin, you stop right there! Why are you running? You good-for-nothing!"

Tang Jingyao took off after him and threw a punch. With a few clangs, the sunglasses on Lord Sikong's face were knocked off, revealing a bruised and swollen eye...

"Hahaha!"

When Tang Jingyao saw Lord Sikong's swollen, bruised eyes, he realized that half of his face was almost swollen like a pig's head. He laughed so hard he couldn't straighten up. "What happened to you...who beat you up like this? You look terrible!"

Lord Sikong's face immediately darkened. He glared at Tang Jingyao hatefully, quickly picked up his sunglasses from the ground, and put them on, ignoring the laughter coming from all around.

"You got beaten up at Manfanglou?"

Seeing that Lord Sikong's expression was off, Tang Jingyao lowered his voice and cautiously probed, "Did you go out with Ji Wuge last night? Did that guy get drunk and act crazy again?"

Lord Sikong's face grew increasingly sour, and he glared at Tang Jingyao with a dark expression. "What nonsense are you spouting!"

"Sir, did you get drunk and take advantage of a young lady's innocence, and then get beaten up by her father?"

Meng Benbo, who was standing to the side, exclaimed in surprise.

"Yes! It should be. You can tell from his attitude towards the Ninth Princess just now. He clearly felt guilty, yet he gave her so much silver. He must have something to hide! I've never seen you so generous before!"

Tang Jingyao agreed.

"Alright, stop teasing me! It's not as sordid as you think! I'm only generous to women. Are you women?"

"Pah! You heartless bastard who'd give up on the opposite sex!"

Sikong Jin ignored them completely, quickening her pace as she pondered to herself:

After the Seventh Four-Star Plenary Session, we should try to transfer her back to Malan City. At the same time, we should let the Ninth Princess get to know more high-quality men. Perhaps she can find her Mr. Right among them. Keeping it a secret like this is not a solution.

Recalling Xing Fuhua's affectionate and warm gaze, Lord Sikong felt an extreme headache coming on—

Such a kind and affectionate girl, she should have cherished her for the rest of her life, but...

The morning sun had already risen, and the golden morning light spread across the ground. Long shadows fell at her feet, somewhat desolate. Sikong Jin slightly raised her head and quietly looked at the warm sun shining down through the clouds. A sense of melancholy quietly swept through her heart, accompanied by a faint, dull pain.

She didn't know for whom that dull pain was, whether it was for Xing Fuhua, her father Sikong Qi, Su Yue and the others, or herself.

As dusk fell, the setting sun cast its dim, yellow afterglow across the ground, elongating the figure standing outside the Hongding Bank on Chaoyang Street.

Sikong Jin pulled down the hood of her cloak, covering herself completely, leaving only her cold, sharp black eyes visible. She looked up at the plaque above the entrance, gripped the jade token in her hand, thought for a long time, and finally stepped inside.

"Is there anything I can do for you, sir?"

The clerk behind the counter asked very kindly.

Sikong Jin lowered her body slightly and said in a low voice, "Hello, I am a guest from Luoyang. May I ask if your manager is here? I have important business to discuss with him."

The shop assistant behind the counter looked up and carefully examined Sikong Jin for a while. However, she was completely hidden under the black cloak, and her appearance could not be seen at all. He then nodded and said, "Please wait a moment, young master. I will go and call the manager right away."

After a short while, Sikong Jin followed the shop assistant to the back room of Hongding Bank, where the shrewd-looking manager had already prepared tea and was waiting for her.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Manager Xu. I do have some important matters to discuss with you. You should be familiar with this, Manager Xu, right?"

Sikong Jin placed the jade pendant in her palm on the tea table and silently looked at Manager Xu.

Shopkeeper Xu picked up the jade pendant and examined it closely. His expression suddenly changed slightly, and a look of seriousness flashed across his eyes. He looked up at Sikong Jin's sharp eyes and said in a deep voice, "Does Your Excellency know Protector Changfeng? This is Protector Changfeng's possession."

Hongding Silver Shop, Tianbao Silver Shop, Fengyun Feiqian, etc. are all properties of Fengyun Tower. As a subordinate, Manager Xu is naturally very familiar with the belongings of the various masters in the tower.

"That's right, this is indeed something that Protector Changfeng possesses. I presume you know its purpose?"

Sikong Jin lowered her voice, her hoarse and deep voice sounding somewhat old, making it impossible to tell her age.

Manager Xu nodded. "Of course. May I ask what you need me to do?"

Sikong Jin was very satisfied with this attitude. She smiled and nodded, "Manager Xu is indeed a straightforward person. In that case, I won't stand on ceremony."

"Please speak, esteemed guest!"

Manager Xu poured tea for Sikong Jin and said respectfully.

Sikong Jin lowered her head silently, took a sip of tea, thought for a moment, and then said, "Two things have happened in the past few days. First, I need to exchange these 100,000 taels of gold for silver notes. Someone will come to collect them in three days with my receipts. Second, please find a way to inform your Protector Changfeng that I have urgent business to attend to and must see him as soon as possible."

"This……"

Manager Xu spoke with a somewhat solemn tone.

"What? Are you having trouble?"

Sikong Jin glanced at Manager Xu, her tone turning cold.

"No, that's not it. I will send someone to inform Protector Changfeng immediately. But how should we contact you afterward?" Manager Xu asked, looking troubled.

"Don't worry about that. When Protector Changfeng arrives, just have someone send a letter to Lin Fei, the manager of the Hilton Hotel, and she will pass it on to me."

Hilton Hotel?